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He could hear her breathing heavy and felt her body shaking. She could hardly keep upright.
“So beautiful. All ours, Amelia. You, every part of you is ours,” Brody whispered then leaned down to kiss her.
Ricky pulled slowly from her body as Amelia lowered to the bed.
* * * *
Murphy discarded his clothing then approached the bed. He winked at Ricky who looked extremely happy and then to Brody who was actually smiling. When he locked gazes with Waylon, who caressed Amelia’s back as she rested, he saw the ser
iousness in his brother’s eyes. Would Waylon ever smile and let down that wall around his heart? Could Amelia help heal him?
He reached down and caressed her back then lifted her up.
“Oh God, I can’t move,” Amelia whispered.
Murphy gently lifted her up and into his arms. When she looked at him, she appeared satisfied and tired.
“Remember what I said before?” he asked her, very seriously. He knew he sounded older, but that was his way. He demanded a lot and expected a lot from people. But mostly he wanted respect.
She looked him in the eyes. “You were serious?”
He had to hide his smile. She was perfect. She was amazing.
“Oh, very serious.”
He began to walk her into the bathroom.
The feel of her in his arms, the overwhelming need to provide safety, security, and love for her, flooded his system.
He set her down on the counter then reached into the shower to start the water.
When he turned to look at her, she was staring at him. Her eyes roamed over his body.
He towered over her, especially in the small bathroom. He’d have to duck to get under the spray of the water, but his concern was over Amelia, not him. She would come first now. She would take precedence over everything and everyone else.
He walked closer and caressed the palms of his hands up her toned thighs. He looked over her tattoo.
“Why did you pick this? Why one so intricate?”
He traced along the vines and around the flowers with his finger.
She laughed then pushed his hand away.
“Ticklish?” he asked and she nodded her head.
He leaned forward and kissed her. That kiss grew deeper as he pulled her up into his arms. She kissed him back, rubbing her hands along his shoulders and neck, then cupped his cheeks between her palms. He allowed her control of the kiss as he stepped under the spray of the water. He was right. As he predicted, he wouldn’t fit under the shower spray so he turned Amelia so that her back faced the wall. He wanted to feel every inch of her. He used his palms to caress over her ass as he lowered her feet to the tub floor.
Barefoot, he saw how short and petite she was in comparison to him, and that caused an instant protectiveness to overcome him. She had released his lips and now her breasts were even with the middle of his chest
Tilting her head back, raising her arms above her head, he watched in admiration, as the water flowed over her large, plump breasts.
He cupped them with his hands and rubbed his thumbs across the hardened little buds.
She opened her mouth, and the water flowed over her tongue and teeth, and he imagined her sucking on him as she had his brother.
Leaning down, he took a breast into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the areola and nipple.
Amelia moaned then thrust her hips forward.
